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My second brother stopped them before Zong Tianming ran away from home, coaxed the two children to our house, and then called Zong Jie.

Zong Jie didn't care whether the two children were dead or alive, let alone Lian Xiao and his parents.

As a result, the two children officially took root in our family. My second brother took his daughter back and opened a flower shop in Nanyang to live with us.

A month later, my parents brought my son back from Hainan. Zong Tianming and Zong Tianyao hit it off right away with this little guy. Zong Tianyao insisted that this was the lost little angel, and even took the right to name him, calling him Gu Tianyu .

The yard of my house is bustling like never before. These children have brought infinite vitality to my life, but the empty piece in my heart is still like a bottomless black hole, no matter what method I use, I can’t fill it up.

I would often wake up in the middle of the night, unable to remember where I was, and on several occasions, I almost fell into somnambulism again.If my second brother hadn't found out in time, I'm afraid I would have left the house and gone to find Zong Xian.

My parents' worries about me only increased. I couldn't control myself, so I could only lock myself on the bedside when I went to sleep at night, and immersed myself in endless training and review during the day.

The scars on my wrists increased day by day just like the practice questions I did. In February of the second year, I successfully passed the police examination. In March, I entered the Nanyang Criminal Police Detachment, but I did not find the death I wanted. In the past few years, my life has been soaring to the extreme at an astonishing speed.

I soared all the way through the bloody storm, from an ordinary policeman who didn't know anything, skipped grades year after year, and became the deputy director of the Provincial Public Security Bureau.

However, no one questioned that I spent six years on a road that others could not finish in 30 years.

Because they all know that other people's official careers are accumulated through experience, while mine is earned through life.

Every time there is a case, I will be the first to rush to the front, the first to find clues, and the first to catch the criminal. I can work for seven days and nights without sleep, and I can go straight to the enemy's lair in times of crisis. Quickly grasp the criminals' weaknesses and make them confess in court.

At the beginning, some people thought that I was working so hard to win a bright official career, and there were a few ignorant people who always tripped me up, but later they gradually discovered that I was working so hard just for the sake of it.

I have nothing else in my heart, I only want to die.

But my luck is surprisingly good, and I can escape from death every time, and my marksmanship is just like my innate ability, fast as lightning, moving like thunder, hitting wherever I point, with a hundred shots.

They thought that they couldn’t see death like me, they didn’t have the luck like me, and they couldn’t dedicate all their lives and energy to this glorious cause, so they gradually dispelled those nasty thoughts, but the more important reason was that , They have deeply realized what decisiveness and cruelty are in my style of conduct.

In the first year of being a criminal policeman, I fought with the gangster for the first time. The tip of the gangster’s knife cut my eyelid and almost made me blind. I didn’t panic, let alone hide behind and wait for rescue. With bloody eyes open, he grabbed the handle of the gangster's knife with his backhand and killed him with one blow.

In the second year, during the fight with drug lords, a bullet pierced my heart. Instead of falling to the ground and dying like in the movie, I calmly took off my shirt in the biting winter wind and wrapped it tightly with my shirt. Then, with blood all over his body and face, braving the hail of bullets, he turned over and rushed into the dilapidated building, shooting and killing the criminals hiding inside one by one.When the colleagues who came in later saw me, they all felt that they had seen Shura.And I, after lying in bed for a month, strangled another group of drug dealers who sneaked into the mainland from Southeast Asia with an unhealed gunshot wound.

In the third year, a huge human trafficking gang that committed crimes across the country was chased by us. Finally, the remaining gangsters were forced to a cliff in Sichuan. The leader of the human traffickers used the hostages as a shield to threaten us to release them There is a way out, otherwise I will push all the hostages off the cliff. I didn't talk nonsense to them, I avoided the hostages, shot down with my hands, smashed the skulls of twelve gangsters, and let them keep their unfinished nonsense and go down to talk to Hades negotiation.

Of course, the leader gave me a verbal warning for my behavior of drawing a gun when I disagreed with me. However, since the hostages were not harmed in the slightest, and the traffickers committed serious crimes and injured several of our comrades, I was not only not demoted. Was exceptionally promoted to first-class inspector.

In the fourth year, I received a top-secret anti-espionage mission. After three days and three nights of non-stop investigation, I locked the target object. Unexpectedly, an insider appeared in the police station. The spy knew that I was investigating him, so bold He asked me to meet in a secret room full of sex, trying to intimidate me and make me join him.

I went to the appointment calmly, and then interrupted his hands and feet while silently reciting the leader's injunction a second before he blew the fuze—rather than killing him.The spy didn't expect me to act so decisively and viciously, and called me a "devil" in horror.When I returned to the bureau, I found out the insider and had one arm and one leg amputated on the spot. From then on, when my colleagues in the bureau saw me, they all had the urge to turn around and run.

In the fifth year, there were no major events worthy of attention in Nanyang or even the whole of Henan. Even—it is said that because of my fierce reputation—this area has shown an unprecedented civilized scene, and the traces of crime seem to have disappeared overnight. The petty theft at the station has been restrained a lot.

With nothing else to do, I set my sights on the emerging wire scam.However, the degree of danger of telecom fraudsters is completely incomparable with those big drug lords. Although it takes a little effort to track down the criminals, the way they catch the criminals after finding them is really not exciting to me. After hundreds of fraud dens, sleepwalking became more and more serious, and my temper became more and more irritable. Every day, I raised my bloody wrist and asked my superiors to assign me the most dangerous tasks.

My leader felt that I couldn't hold back my aura like the Shura field, and my colleagues lived in fear all day long, so they worked together and desperately recommended to their superiors, and transferred me from Nanyang to the provincial capital.It seems that in order to make up for the trauma of my heart, I was promoted again exceptionally, and I became the second-level police superintendent, and the official position is the chief of the department.

In the sixth year, a serial murder case occurred in Henan Province, and the murderer arrogantly left the same mark to provoke the Henan Police Station.The Henan Police Station investigated for half a month without any progress.When the case came to my desk, I immediately became more interested and prepared to take over the case myself.However, what surprised me was that the murderer learned from nowhere that the person handling the case had become me, and he even took the train back to Henan overnight, surrendered himself to the police station in tears, and wrote more than 100 pages eloquently. Confession letter on A4 paper.

I asked him why he did this, and he actually cried and said, "Director Gu doesn't give people a chance to speak at all. If he is caught, he will shoot him on the spot. It makes people feel very unfulfilling." So I listened to him patiently. The motive and modus operandi of the crime, and then personally shot the pervert.Those who leaked information about my investigation were slapped by me, and then they were punished and went to the street to clean public toilets for two months.

The new colleagues in the provincial capital probably heard the rumors in Nanyang and witnessed this cruel scene with their own eyes—a few of them were still punished—they respected and feared me, as if I would want it if I didn’t pay attention their lives.

The new leader of the provincial capital is a peace-loving person. Now that he is old, he can't do many things in person. Apart from assigning tasks every day, he just sits in the office and talks about the situation with other leaders.He couldn't understand people like me who go crazy without a case, and he persuaded me many times to give newcomers a chance to make meritorious deeds.After the tenth persuasion failed, he hit it off with his subordinates and decided to work together to send me to the central government, keeping me away from their pure land where there were few opportunities for promotion.

So, after helping the neighboring province crack down on two large-scale vicious wounding incidents, I was promoted to the first-level police superintendent and served as the deputy director.But their wishful thinking didn't work out, because I was determined to stay in Henan instead of going to Beijing.

The leader was so regretful that his intestines were green, and the colleague who tried to send me away wanted to avoid me when he saw me.I called them together, treated them to a meal, and then told them that I actually wanted to go back to Nanyang because my son missed me very much, and he had been having nightmares every day for more than half a year.

The old leader burst into tears, and colleagues also showed reluctant eyes. I don't want to distinguish how much truth there is in it, so I let them go.When the wine was half drunk, the old leader took my hand, which was still sober, with drunken eyes, and promised that he would apply to his superiors and transfer me back to Nanyang.

So this summer, I came back again.

The Nanyang police station is likely to be blown up, but this is not what I should be most concerned about at the moment. I must go back and see my son as soon as possible.

When I drove to the entrance of the community, I saw my son was carrying a small schoolbag, tiptoeing, looking at the road.

When I got out of the car, the little guy rushed over like a cannonball and hugged me full of arms.

"Why did you leave early again?" I pinched his little face pretending to be dissatisfied, and was distressed to find that he had lost a lot of weight.

He didn't answer my words, but looked at my face seriously, pulled my wrist again, and then his eyes were red, and he patted the gauze on it and shed tears: "Dad, you got hurt again."

I chuckled lightly, and flicked his brains: "Dad will recover soon, it's not like you don't know."

He flinched, lowered his head and said nothing, looking very hurt.

I hurriedly asked him what was wrong, but he started to cry in his arms, and asked me while crying, "Dad, can you stop doing such a dangerous thing? I'm so scared."

PS: The locations used in this article are all plot needs and have nothing to do with reality.